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Perky 24 year old police dispatcher, Sarah Murphy, is held captive by images of her past. She doesn't trust men and is determined to hold onto her heart at all costs. Meanwhile, Lieutenant Dylan Eldredge of the Hampton Police Department believes she’s the woman God has intended for him...

Perky 24 year old police dispatcher, Sarah Murphy, is held captive by images of her past. She doesn't trust men and is determined to hold onto her heart at all costs. Meanwhile, Lieutenant Dylan Eldredge of the Hampton Police Department believes she’s the woman God has intended for him and is equally determined to have her for his wife. Will he be able to prove he’s the man for her?

Excerpt

Sarah swiveled her chair so she could face Helen. “Now, what were we saying?”

Helen grunted and pushed her thick glasses up farther on the bridge of her nose. “Independence,” she said dryly. “Have you ever stopped to consider that being able to depend on someone other than yourself might not be such a bad thing?”

Here we go again. Sarah gritted her teeth to keep from saying something she would regret later. She picked a piece of lint off her pants. “You’re right.”

“I know I’m right.” Helen’s eyes widened as if Sarah had a temporary loss of her senses. “But in the five years we’ve worked together you’ve never agreed with me before.”

“That’s because you’ve never quite said it that way. But where man will fail, God will not. He is the only one I ever want to depend on.” Sarah put her headset on and watched the monitor’s black blinking cursor.

With a groan, Helen put her head into her hands and murmured, “Back to square one!”

“Helen, honestly, I like my life just as it is.” Sarah knew the concern she saw in Helen’s eyes was for her. However, she also knew men on a whole were a problem, not a solution.

“Fine. But I don’t understand why you won’t even entertain the thought of dating someone.”

Sarah swatted at the finger Helen had pointed at her nose. A spurt of anger drew her chin up a notch as she wondered why, of all times, did the radios need to be quiet now? “I’m happy. Why spoil it?”